Shut out from the world,
Abandoned by my friends...

My deepest feelings and emotions,
bleed from me right through the pen...

You knew what was going on,
yet you never said a word...

Secretly plotting my own death,
but quietly so no one can tell...

I am suddenly very worried,
this seems like deja vu...

Why couldn't I have seen,
the pain that was in his eyes...

I can't believe what he told me,
as I sat and started to cry...

I will not slit his throat,
I will not watch him bleed...

This fits under both sadness and depression as...
I take a deep breath...

Alone in my mind,
is not a safe place...

This is just a little something that I wrote for...
Happy birthday Mommy...

You see her standing in the shadows,
In a ripped and bloodied gown...